walked out this morning and i wrote down this song.
i just can't remember who to send it to
i just can't remember who to send it to
"Oh, so shall I skewer you for other reasons, then?" Remi wonders as he's simultaneously tugged closer even as Ronin feigns trying to wiggle away. With the warmth of the Star finally cutting through the chill of the rain-damp cold that threatened to permeate deep into his bones, it's true what Ronin had said earlier: together like this, it all felt like it would be fine.
Pinned suddenly beneath a blue stare that he has no intention of ever trying to evade, the alchemist raises a brow and dares to look confused. "Say what? About birds using your cock as a perch?" He wonders with boyish sincerity before his expression subtly shifts so as to make him look more menacing. "Or was it quando ho detto che ti avevo catturato? E che eri mia, e che non ti avrei mai lasciato andare?" The melody of the words rises and falls through whispers as the alchemist's fingers take full advantage of his unobstructed access to Ronin's back. Remi's fingers don't trace out penises, and yet there is still something overtly suggestive in the way he kneads the tension out of the Star's lower back.
"Was that it?" Remi wonders, leaning up to softly, chastely even, kiss at his husband's collarbones.
Pinned suddenly beneath a blue stare that he has no intention of ever trying to evade, the alchemist raises a brow and dares to look confused. "Say what? About birds using your cock as a perch?" He wonders with boyish sincerity before his expression subtly shifts so as to make him look more menacing. "Or was it quando ho detto che ti avevo catturato? E che eri mia, e che non ti avrei mai lasciato andare?" The melody of the words rises and falls through whispers as the alchemist's fingers take full advantage of his unobstructed access to Ronin's back. Remi's fingers don't trace out penises, and yet there is still something overtly suggestive in the way he kneads the tension out of the Star's lower back.
"Was that it?" Remi wonders, leaning up to softly, chastely even, kiss at his husband's collarbones.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
